Ye Qingqing's heart was so sank. Isn't it just fake? The fake is not worth it. Her father said last night that it was worth more than 100,000 yuan, and he was just talking nonsense.

When Ye Qingqing felt a little uncomfortable when she thought of Sister Wang pointing at these two cups and selling them for money, she would definitely be disappointed.

"I'll look at this one again."

Ye Xunmei put down the cup in her hand and picked up the cracked one. Ye Qingqing lost her mood and said reluctantly: "It must be fake."

"You can't say that, there are also treasures in high imitations. If this chicken jar cup is real, it will make a fortune. But this should not be true. This rare treasure is not so easy to see. It would be very good to imitate it like this, and it is still valuable."

Ye Xunmei was not in a hurry to read the cup, so she first gave her granddaughter a popular science and antique knowledge. Chenghua Chicken Groove Cup is the king of the cup. If she could have a genuine product, she would wake up laughing in her dreams.

He didn't have much confidence in the two cups that Ye Qingqing brought, and probably it should be a high-quality imitation.

Ye Qingqing's heart was restored again and asked happily, "How much can these two be worth? Can you get 20,000 yuan?"

Just reach Sister Wang’s psychological price.

Ye Xunmei smiled and shook her head, "Not only, although the one just now was a high imitation, it was actually a high imitation from the Qing Dynasty. The imitation was very clever. This one should be worth about 100,000 yuan. I will see the other one again."

Ye Qingqing was ecstatic, about 100,000 yuan. No wonder rich people like to make antiques. This thing is indeed valuable. You can buy a house with such a small cup. Should she have something elegant in the future?

"Look at this broken one, it's probably not worth 100,000." Ye Qingqing urged, a little regretful.

If it is not broken, two pieces will be 200,000, which is enough for Sister Wang to live a very comfortable old age life.

"Don't be anxious, antiques cannot be anxious. If you are anxious, it is easy to make mistakes. I'll take a look."

Ye Xunmei carefully picked up another cracked one and then started to use it. He was slightly stunned and said in surprise.

"What's wrong?" Ye Qingqing's heartbeat.

Ye Xunmei looked solemn, waved her hand, and said nothing, and the atmosphere suddenly became heavy. Ye Qingqing's heart also raised, not understanding what Ye Xunmei's gourd was selling.

It’s okay to just say it’s true or false. All cultural people like to play in a deep way.

"Qingqing, go to the drawer and take the flashlight." Ye Xunmei said suddenly.

Ye Qingqing became even more nervous. She got up and went to find the flashlight, took it back and gave it to Ye Xunmei. She was very curious about how much this broken cup was worth. Judging from Ye Xunmei's solemn appearance, she didn't look like a bargain!

Ye Xunmei twisted the flashlight, turned the cup with one hand, and after a long time, her expression became more and more serious. After holding it in for more than ten minutes, Ye Qingqing couldn't help it, "Is this also a high imitation?"

"ah?"

Ye Xunmei seemed to wake up from a dream, and then she remembered that her granddaughter was still waiting for the answer. He suppressed his ecstasy and carefully put the cup back into the box. Seeing that the box was too simple, his heart was twisted.

It's a waste of resources!

"Real product, Qingqing, where did you get the cup? This is a rare treasure!"

Ye Xunmei's eyes were crazy, and her eyes looked at the cup were like looking at an old lover.

Ye Qingqing was a little suspicious. Why did she think that the previous high imitation was more colorful and more beautiful? But Ye Xunmei is an expert in this regard. He said it was genuine and there should be no mistakes.

What she cares more about is how much it is worth.

"Certain products can always be worth hundreds of thousands, right?"
Chapter completed!